The night was dark as black. Our moon is not lighting the
earth as of before. The stars were nothing but, a mere gleam
of shining lights. sensing them only trying to find a way to
shine more. The night wind is cool, not even stir of the
wild animals. Our night tonight is sorrow and pain to move
on.
She was alone in this world only to hold what little light
she had. She was mentally thinking, "please let this light
last".  She is calling out to him. Her heart felt heavy
knowing she was woken up from only a nightmare of him, of
his passing. She cried frantically hoping she was wrong. Her
soul was torn, she felt torn. Her tears streamed down her
face calling out again inside her head silently she heard
distant sounds ahead, was not sure what the noise was. She
only felt deep inside that, she was only sleep walking
wondering aimlessly looking for him. Where is she going? Why
is she alone? Her thoughts whirl in her head. Feeling like a
runaway child or even a fugitive lost and alone. This time
She called out to him out loud, " My dear love Where are
you?"! Her Insides were hyperventilating from what was to
come. coinciding with oneself is one thing. Only to find the
truth and acceptance is another.
Slowly walking, she feels the wind blow against her neck and
caressing her face. She hears Her beloved voice. She cries
out loud Where are you?! " MY beloved I am hear nor there".
I am in the kingdom of heaven. " I am hear to tell you that
the war has befell me. I passed with my honor knowing I
fought for my people. I urge you to Keep fighting too. Her
whisper was," We are weak with out you" Can we do this with
out you? " I can not reach you or touch you". " I can be
there to guide you through only my spirit. I will give you
my spirits soul strengths to strengthen your will and
loyalty. "With my will power to fight, my love, my
tranquility of piece, and my honer for our people." You will
always have the sweet love in your heart. Your heart can not
forget what was true inside. " My spirit will be watching
over". Please My dear love Be strong and accept this gift I
give to you. I do not want to see you befall over your
sorrow . " You must be strong, our people need you". " I am
saying fare well now, we will meet again later".
Her tears grew rapidly stronger as they flowed down her
cheeks. She wipes them away. She sighs and stands up
straight moves one foot ahead than she pauses. She took
another step. Her inner self Heard the distinct voice of her
beloved telling her to go forward. She comes to feel The
warm air moving around her body caressing her face, her
hair, and giving her a sweet warming inside to ease her
pain. It will take time it's self to heal. she now accepts
her loss she now will be strong for the people of the land.
He is now gone from the land. He will not be forgotten, the
people of the land will be sad. We will prosper and, be
strong! I too will be strong, our people will lean on me for
support. In the end I must be strong. silently she thanks
him. "Thank you Love". "We will miss you". " I too will miss
you and, our people". " Now Go" " Our people are looking for
you". The Ground shifted. She felt the gravel underneath her
feet. She takes a deep breath. Allow her heart to calm,
taking slow painfully casual steps to her people. Only to
tell her people the mournful news that lays ahead of them.